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SISTERS, THE YEAR 1918 A GLOOMY MORNING

ALEXEY TOLSTOY THE ROAD TO CALVARY

ROAD TO CALVARY BASED ON THE NOVEL BY THE SAME NAME

EPISODE NINE

Well, honey...

happy holidays!

- Christ is risen. - He is risen indeed.

- Seryozha! Seryozha, don't go! - Let me go, Sonya!

- No, don't! - Let me go, Sonya!

Seryozha...

- Move it! - Seryozha...

Hold it! Don't go into the basement!

Seryozha...

Sonya...

I think our men have come.

Yes, Christ is risen.

He is risen indeed!

Come here, my...

Oh, God!

Oh, my God!

Seryozha, let's go home. I can't take it.

Seryozha...

Well, you've got to think...

what's better and what's worse?

- Seryozha, let's go home. - Okay, okay.

Let's go.

Let's go, my dear, let's go.

Samuil Grigorievich.

Samuil Grigorievich, my dear! What happened?

Revolutionaries attacked the train.

- Oh, God! - They took everything.

Money, belongings... everything.

What about Ekaterina Dmitrievna?

I wasn't able to protect your tenant.

Makhno kept her at his place.

There is nothing to worry about, Ekaterina Dmitrievna.

All's well that ends well.

- Thank you, Alexey Ivanovich. - I am not a monster, am I?

I'm not handing you to Batko.

Get me to the nearest station.

From there, I'll go on my own.

Sister, tell Ekaterina Dmitrievna what's going on, will you?

What are you talking about, madame? What station?

Do you think before you speak?

There are Germans to the left, Reds to the right, Whites ahead,

and Makhno in the rear.

We'll be lucky to get to the village alive. Then we hide there.

DEATH

How did it go, Batko?

What do you mean, how did it go?

Well, we did some damage to the Germans, so there's that.

They ran into our machine guns three times, silly goons.

There's a whole field full of their bodies now.

Good for our army though, that's free equipment.

Unload it!

Batko!

Food's ready!

Well, to a successful operation.

What about another one?

- No, I have a girl waiting for me. - You're a stud, Batko!

You've just been in a fight and you're already seeing a girl.

Get lost.

What the...

Look! I think they're after us!

Lord help us!

The Lord's our only hope now.

Move it!

Hold the horses, Matryona!

You're wounded, sir.

It's nothing but a scratch.

And don't you call me that!

I'm no sir.

- Do you have alcohol? - There's moonshine!

Fetch it!

- And some clean cloth, too! - Got it!

Thank you.

Thank you.

You're welcome, Alexey Ivanovich.

I used to work in the hospital. It's my duty to help wounded people.

Here.

As simple as that.

As simple as that you say?

We've got to bury these people.

Sure! Why not say Mass while you're at it!

They wanted us dead!

Let them lie on the ground and watch God in the sky!

I tell you what, Alyosha.

Their horses will now go back to the stables

and Batko's men will go back to your house!

I'm telling you!

They don't know about my village, Dalny!

Let's go there!

Let's go to my place. Hey! Go!

As you say, sister.

Guys!

Batko, we have problems!

Krasilnikov killed my men.

Get the bastard.

Hang him with the women and burn down his house.

Yes, sir!

You, you, you, and you! Mount up!

Circle the house!

Look behind the house!

Give me fire!

We've got them now!

No one's here!

- Should we leave? - Fall back!

Lord Almighty!

Stop them!

Stop these monsters!

You know, I- - I'll do anything.

All I need is money for a ticket.

I see.

- Do you want me to sweep the yard? - I see.

Okay!

- I can do laundry and iron, too. - Okay, okay. Sit still.

I only...

I only want to get to my daughter.

Who else cares if I am even alive?

Though maybe... even she doesn't.

Listen, Samuil Grigorievich.

I make...

and sell shoe polish.

Will you make and sell it with me?

Will you help me? We'll split it in half.

- Will do! - All right, all right.

- I get it. - I'll help!

Sonya!

- You only have to say it once. - Give me a sheet.

- Here. - I can- -

- Can go without sleep! - Oh, come on...

- Look at you! Such a specimen! - Sure thing!

- Thank you! - Yeah, yeah, dry yourself off.

- And Sonechka. Thanks! - Here we go.

Do you feel clean now, Samuilchik?

- Huh? You're so clean! - Thank you!

INFIRMARY

Look who is here! Hi there, Vadim Petrovich.

- Are you better now? - With God's help.

Here, join me!

Have a drink.

Thank you.

- I don't drink in the morning. - Well, I start drinking at night.

Why so?

I almost died, you know.

We secured the station. A lot of blood was spilled, though.

- A lot of our men died. - Is Valerian Onoli alive?

He is.

He's somewhere in Rostov, on leave with a wound.

In Rostov, you say...

Here's the thing, I need to go to Rostov, too.

- I have a wife there. - No way, Roshchin.

We can't afford losing any more men.

We've lost more than enough already.

Yeah.

Ready!

Aim!

Order, arms!

Right face!

Forward, march!

Enough with the trading!

Enough with the trading!

- Move along! - Everyone remain calm!

Quick, pack it up.

- Are you a Jew? - What are you talking about?

Yeah, what are you talking about? He's Greek! Can't you see?

- He is? - Yeah!

So, you're one of us? You're an Orthodox Christian, right?

Okay, you can go. Enough with the trading!

- Enough with the trading! - It's a miracle he bought it.

Not for a man of faith it isn't.

Sergey Alekseyevich.

Enough with the trading!

Can't you see our men are in the city? Why bother with shoe polish?

Because we've already made it, that's why.

What are we to do now, throw it away?

I guess you're right.

Okay.

I'll buy a couple of jars from you so you run out of it faster.

Here you go. Three jars for your money.

Do me a favor and find something to do.

It'll be great if you find decent partners.

Am I not a decent partner?

Pay no attention to them, Samuil Grigorievich.

Let them say what they may.

- Anyways, we sold some. - We really did!

Reds!

Bastards! They're trying to join their fellows!

Shoot, Roshchin, don't just stand there!

Bastard!

Captain...

You can't shoot your men, can you?

I always suspected you were a Red spy.

Now I see I was right.

Voronov!

Is Voronov here?

What's that, are we Whites now?

Where's Voronov?

I've got an urgent message for Voronov.

What's it about?

The Whites took the Torgovaya station yesterday.

We are taking heavy casualties.

I'm Voronov.

Tell me what's going on.

It's an emergency; immediate reinforcements are required.

Come on, what's going on?

Okay.

Okay, we'll give you a hand in a couple of days.

Couple of days? We won't survive past tomorrow.

Comrade, my unit's resting after a battle.

Join us. Give our guest something to drink!

I'm not drinking! I had to fight my way here through the Whites.

I risked my life!

This means you earned your right to get some rest.

I've come here to get reinforcements.

I'm not leaving without them.

What's your name?

Telegin Ivan Ilyich.

Telegin?

Is Daria Dmitrievna your wife?

Do you know her?

She cared for me in hospital.

She did a good job.

I wouldn't leave such a wife and go to war.

One doesn't leave such women alone for long.

People might steal them.

- Stop it! - Calm down!

The same goes for you.

Your wife's a tough cookie.

The only thing she talked about was you.

All right! Enough with the drinking.

We've got to help our comrades.

Oh, my!

Nikanor Yuryevich, what...

We've got to...

hide it somewhere.

What's that?

- This is... weapons, grenades... - What?

Don't worry, don't worry.

It won't be here for long. Do you have some sort of...

storeroom?

Sure.

Sure, come in.

There?

Come in.

- Careful! - It's okay.

It's okay.

Don't worry.

Daria Dmitrievna, this is for you.

Oh, my! Nikanor Yuryevich, there's no need for this.

Please take it, I am so embarrassed.

- I don't need it. - What's wrong?

You're doing your part. Work must be paid for.

Take it. Take it, please.

- Thank you. - Here you go.

I...

I used to be in love with you, Daria Dmitrievna.

I still am...

impressed by you.

Back off.

No.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Daria Dmitrievna, I...

I'm an idiot. I crossed...

the line.

This won't happen again.

I've come...

to tell you our leader

- wants to see you tomorrow. - I'm not meeting him.

I'll understand if you don't.

However, I'll get into trouble, although...

this...

shouldn't bother you...

I'm so very...

very sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Doesn't look too bad, does it, Ekaterina Dmitrievna?

Hey. Don't try so hard.

She's an aristocrat. That's not going to work on her.

"Dashenka, my dear.

I'm in some sort of mental prison.

No one's stopping me, but I've got nowhere to run.

There's no hope, either.

I'm alone.

You're far away.

Vadim's...

dead."

Permission to speak, Ivan Pavlovich?

How are you, Captain?

I'm getting better, but...

I'd like some leave.

Sure.

Will two weeks do?

Yes, sir.

Once you are back,

it'd be better for you to transfer to another unit, Vadim Petrovich.

Teplov reported you.

He suspects that you have ties to the Bolsheviks.

I know it's bogus,

but you've got to understand that it would be hard for you to stay here.

I do understand.

Where are you going?

Rostov.

Well...

you can use my car.

The driver will take you straight to the city.

Say hello to Savinkov,

if you meet him.

I will.

Thank you, Ivan Pavlovich.

Good luck!

ISAAK SOLOMONOVICH PRUSKIN

You may enter.

Take a seat.

Who gave you this?

Kulichik, Nikanor Yuryevich.

Do you understand that by joining us

you are putting yourself in serious danger?

I'm free and single.

I've been idle long enough.

Let me introduce myself, Savinkov.

Now, listen carefully.

You're going to go to Moscow.

You'll get new instructions there.

I'm responsible for the whole operation.

Do you understand there is no going back?

You're dead if you lose your nerve.

Someone's going to wait for you in Café Bom.

You'll know them when you see them,

they'll be wearing a skull- shaped tie pin.

Do whatever they say.

Goodbye.

Bring a stretcher.

Bring a stretcher!

What happened?

Medic!

Reds...

took over the station.

There, there, easy, easy.

Well?

He's gone.

God rest his soul.

Attention!

We've captured the village!

Hooray!

What do you mean by saying...

the village is yours?

You heard me! Move it!

Follow me!

Move it!

You're out of your mind!

Stop the looting!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Can't you hear me? Stop it!

Stop it!

Hands off the chicken!

Hands off the chicken!

"Hands off," I said!

You are Red Army soldiers, for God's sake!

"Hands off," I said!

Hands off!

- Let me go! - There, there, cutie!

- Get your hands off me! - Don't be shy!

- Let me go! - Let's see what we've got here.

Help!

Stop the looting!

Go away!

Go away!

I'll chop you to pieces, you bastard!

It's all right.

Here. It's okay. Don't be afraid.

Don't be afraid!

Go home! Go! Run!

Why are you giving orders, huh?

Your men risked their lives for you!

Robbing people is against the law!

That is not why we took over the village!

It was me who took it!

You better thank me for helping you out!

What do you mean?

I mean that I know the art of war and you don't.

Who do you think you are, Napoleon?

Surrender your weapons!

You are getting court- martialed!

You rat!

At my command.

Give back everything you've stolen.

Anyone who disobeys will be executed.

Is that clear?

Come on, give it back.

I'm your CO from now on.

And I am a Red officer!

Anyone who doesn't like it can leave now!

I'm not going to stop you.

- Give the people their things back. - Yes, sir.

Did you give everything back?

Thank you, Ivan Ilyich.

I didn't think I'd die at Voronov's hands.

That was close!

I don't...

understand anything anymore.

You can't rely on friends anymore.

The enemy's not the same, either.

Thank you!

Ahmed.

Here's the keys.

If my husband comes back from war

or if my sister comes, give this to them, please.

And the letter, don't forget about the letter.

You can rely on me.

Come back one day. May Allah keep you safe!

Thank you.

"Ivan, Katya,

I'm leaving the apartment keys to our yard- keeper.

Who knows which one of us will return first,

but I want you to know..."

"My life's changing drastically.

There's no love left in my heart.

It feels as if it's turned stone cold.

I can't tolerate what's going on.

Hatred is the only thing left.

I've no idea what the future will be like.

I've no idea if I'll live, to be honest..."

Excuse me, can I buy a ticket to Moscow here?

You could if we had any.

"There's only one thing I'm praying for, I'm praying for you... to be alive."

What?

Who are you looking for?

The poet Bessonov lives here.

Maybe.

We only moved in here three days ago, and didn't get to meet everyone yet.

What are you waiting for? Move it! It's open!

ALEKSEY ALEKSEEVICH BESSONOV

Get back before supper time!

- Yes, Grandma! - Yes, Grandma!

Agafia?

Sir!

Can't believe you are alive, sir!

I am indeed.

What's going on?

Children, laundry...

washtubs...

The house administration confiscated your apartment.

And relocated other people there.

I was lucky,

they allowed me to live in your study.

Who's that?

He's my guest!

He's visiting! Come on in, Alexey Alexeyevich!

She's the boss of our apartment.

She complains to the administration all the time.

You used to be better at keeping dust away, Agafia.

I don't have time anymore, sir.

My daughter and son- in- law left their village and moved here,

they've got three kids.

I'm so busy! Busy all day long!

I don't ever have time, not even for a cup of tea.

Actually, I'd like some tea.

I'm tired after travelling.

I'm hungry, too.

Sure.

Sit here, help yourself.

We've got hot water; I've just heated the samovar.

We've got blackcurrant tea.

Here.

But we don't have any bread!

Where's my other clothing?

Your clothing, I resewed them to fit my son- in- law,

and sold the coats.

We need money!

Don't be angry with me, sir. I didn't know you were alive.

What do I do now? I've no idea.

Okay.

My daughter and son- in- law work the night shift at the plant.

You can sleep here tonight.

I'll make your bed on the floor.

But tomorrow, you know...

my daughter and son- in- law will be back.

Thank you for your hospitality.

Don't worry, Agafia.

Oh! My grandson's awake!

What do you want?

I'm Alexey Bessonov, the poet.

So?

You took my apartment away while I was at war

and I've nowhere to live now.

Oh.

Are you talking about apartment nine?

Well, that isn't our fault.

You were considered dead.

We'll fix that. You'll get a room.

That's not an option; I need to work.

I need to write.

Comrade Sapozhkov promised me.

Comrade Bessonov, don't worry,

you can move back into your apartment if you want.

- I do. - We'll relocate everyone today.

But tonight, you'll have to sleep in a hotel.

Thank you.

Administration on the phone.

Get everyone out of apartment nine.

We need to accommodate a proletarian poet.

We'll squeeze them into apartments eight and ten!

- Ivan Ilyich! - Yes?

Did you serve in the tsar's army?

I served as a lieutenant.

You're a captain now.

Thank you.

I want to send you on a reconnaissance mission.

We have a White uniform.

You can pass for one of them.

Here's your cover story:

You serve in Kornilov's army,

you've been given a leave and are on your way home

to see your wife.

You'll go from Rostov to Samara.

Look around on the way. Then we'll see who's where.

That's a nice idea to go behind enemy lines,

but if our men catch me in that uniform

- they'll execute me on the spot. - Don't worry, I'll give you an ID card.

Hide it between the layers of your uniform.

You'll be able to show it if need be.

- Sofia Ivanovna! - Yes?

Oh, my God!

It's me, Roshchin.

- Vadim Petrovich? - Yes.

Are you...

Are you really alive?

You aren't dead?

Who told you I was dead?

Valeryan Onoli.

He told Ekaterina Dmitrievna the same.

That's why she left.

Where did she go? St. Petersburg?

Yes, but she didn't make it.

I heard Makhno's soldiers boarded the train.

Where's she now?

Makhno captured her.

Make yourself comfortable.

Come on in, make yourself comfortable.

I'll be back in just a moment. Just a moment!

Buy shoe polish here from us!

It hides valley mud and steppe heights!

Buy our shoe polish!

Hey, mister, buy some shoe polish!

- Mister... - Seryozha!

Seryozha!

Enough with the trading.

Oh! Vadim Petrovich is back.

Who's back?

Roshchin is.

- Katya's husband. - Wait!

- What? - What you do mean?

- Is he really alive? - He is!

Come on, move it.

Okay!

- Let's pack up! - Sure.

It'll be cheaper tomorrow!

- Buy one get one free! - Let's move.

Vadim Petrovich...

If only we knew you're alive, we'd have never let your wife go.

Who would've thought that Valeryan is such a bastard. My God!

Had I not met him in the city back then...

Ekaterina Dmitrievna would've been here with us now.

Yeah, yeah.

Sergey Alekseyevich, can I talk to you?

Sure.

Could you help me?

Sure.

Sofia Ivanovna...

If only I were more brave...

I would've saved your tenant from Makhno.

But I'm so old,

I'm good for nothing now.

Oh, please! No one's blaming you.

No, no.

Valeryan!

- I'm so glad I ran into you! - Sergey Alekseyevich!

I've business to discuss with you.

Come in.

Oh, no, it's too much for me! My leg's hurting.

Selivanov, the restauranteur is back in Rostov. But no one knows it.

He wants to sell his restaurant and move to Paris.

He's selling it for a song! There's nothing left but walls.

I figure.

It doesn't matter who's in charge of the government;

there's always a need for restaurants. Am I right?

Whites, Reds...

grays, doesn't matter.

You're finally into something sustainable, Sergey Alekseyevich.

This isn't selling shoe polish with some Jew.

- My heart hurts when I see you do it! - I don't exactly like it either.

Yeah, yeah. So, about the restaurant...

I'm not sure I can do it on my own.

What do you think of a partnership?

Where's Selivanov?

He's here.

You're alive.

I can't believe it.

Why can't I be alive?

Could it be due to you having shot me?

What?

What are you up to?

I suggest we end this.

You wanted to kill me.

I'll give you a chance to do that.

Here.

Take it!

Although this time you won't be shooting me in the back.

You'll look me in the eye.

You think you're noble?

An aristocrat...

with blue blood...

And I, a manufacturer's son,

I'm nothing compared to you, right?

Lies!

I'm the future! You're going to die!

Bastards!

You want to mock me!

You've always despised me!

Abels, saints!

You think I'm the Cain here, don't you? No! That's not true!

I'm not a coward!

I'm not a villain or a traitor!

I want to live!

- And I will! - If you aren't a coward

- then pull the trigger. - I will survive!

I will survive under any regime, you hear me?

- Do it! - I'll survive!

- And you will die! - Do it, you little nobody!

You, your wife, your kids, you'll all die!

Your whole lineage will die out!

Well, Vadim Petrovich...

you surprised me.

You've got nerve!

He could have pulled the trigger.

No, he couldn't.

A coward can only shoot you in the back.

Thank you for your help, Sergey Alekseyevich.

Forget it!

I didn't protect Ekaterina Dmitrievna.

I was responsible for her.

I will search for her now.

Your paperwork, officers.

Don't wake this officer, he hasn't slept for two days.

We're from General Romanovsky's headquarters.

We've been given leave due to wounds.

Good luck.

Follow me.

Thank you, Vadim.

Madam.

Give me HQ 412.

Is this the Counter- intelligence Department?

This is Staff Captain Onoli.

I learned that there is a man...

hiding Jews and Red commissars in our city.

I'm talking about Lieutenant- Colonel Tyotkin.

Yes.

Write down the address.

Write it down.

Move it!

Move it, old man!

Move it!

- Move it! - Move it!

Come on, move it!

I said, "Move it!"

Move it!

Who's that hiding here?

You Jewish bastard!